"Hey, Cassy babe. Which one do you think suits me best?" He lifted two identical ties in front of me, looking overdressed with all his buttons done.
I came by his hotel room to remind him of what he had to do today, but I think everything I said just went in one ear and out the other.
Without glancing at them, I pointed at the one on the right with my pen.
"Did you hear what I just told you?" I asked, arching an eyebrow while he chose the one on the left, making me scoff.
Why did he even bother asking?
"The dinner meeting with Mrs. Walker will start in a few moments. Her secretary gave me a copy of her proposal and—surprise—you didn’t bother touching it," I muttered, picking up the folder from the table. "I read the whole thing, just like you asked."
"Uh-huh?" he mumbled, tone comple
